Even as a "normie," I'm completely oblivious to it.

However, Yu Zhe still accurately discovered a problem.

Xiao Ruoke's khaki dress with a belt is brand new and looks very neat.

But... Yu Zhe had seen her wear this outfit when she first moved to the apartment next to his.

Almost a year has passed... and there isn't a single wrinkle; it still looks like new clothes.

When Yu Zhe went to Yu Che's place to knock on the door and urge her, he passed by Qin Ruo Ke and whispered something in her ear.

"Before we go back to China... take some time, I'll take you to the mall to buy clothes, feel free to pick them out."

"!"

Qin Ruoke quickly turned around and winked at Yu Zhe, meaning, "No need, I have enough clothes, don't waste your money on me."

But Yu Zhe responded to the look with remarkable speed.

That wicked smile had an even simpler and more straightforward meaning.

—It's not a waste of money, I just want to see you wear it~

Oh no, it's so early in the morning.

Xiao Ruoke's ears turned bright red again from being teased.

That's outrageous!

Everyone was waiting in the living room, ready to leave.

Yu Che usually changes clothes pretty quickly, why is she taking so long today...?

Yu Zhe simply knocked on her door to urge her on.

"Yu Che? Aren't you finished changing yet?"

"Ah, it's all changed! Right away!"

The sound was coming from afar.

With her brother urging her, Yu Che had no reason to keep the door closed any longer!

Yu Zhe had only knocked on the door for a few seconds when she opened it from the inside.

"Waaaah!! Brother, catch me!"

"Um?!"

Sometimes, Yu Zhe is truly forced to hold his sister in his arms.

Yu Che had finished putting on her clothes, that's true... but she had only just put on one sock.

She was still putting on her other mid-calf white sock when she hopped on one leg to open the door. After opening the door, she lost her balance and fell into Yu Zhe's arms.

No need to ask, Yu Zhe is already used to it.

She'll come out immediately if you call her. It was the same last time at the apartment. Yu Zhe just asked her if she had changed into her pajamas, and this girl ran to Yu Zhe's room in her underwear, without even putting on her pants! She said she'd come right away as soon as her brother called her!

You think you can take my words as gospel?!

Holding Yu Che in his arms, Yu Zhe sat on the floor, allowing her to continue calmly putting on her socks.

Yu Zhe's tone was completely calm.

"I understand. Next time you change your clothes, I definitely won't rush you."

"Not going to rush me?" Yu Che flicked the socks onto her leg and slipped them on with a snap. "I can't not rush you, otherwise I'll make you put them on for me~"

"You've gotten even more outrageous, haven't you!"

Amidst their usual playful banter, Yu Zhe didn't forget to admire her new clothes.

Just like she said... she really is cute!

However... it's no wonder she changed so slowly; the design of this dress is quite complicated.

The garment is divided by a diagonal line at the cuffs. The main body of the garment is black, while the sleeves are white. The pleats on the shoulders and hem make the garment look slightly puffy.

Most importantly, this fluffy look perfectly conceals Yu Che's thin figure!

Yu Che put on her socks, climbed off Yu Zhe, and went back to her room to get her canvas shoes.

"Does this outfit look good?"

"Hmm...it looks pretty good, but didn't you not like black clothes before? You've changed your style this time, switching to half black and half white?"

"My preference has never changed; I just love white!"

Yu Che sat on the edge of the bed, putting on canvas shoes one by one onto her white socks, her gaze fixed on Yu Zhe's face.

"Because of my brother's hair color~ I've liked it since I was little."

"You have the same hair color yourself..."

"I don't really care about myself. Anyway, silver and white are my natural colors! I just really dislike Zixiao's black hair!"

"You don't like Zixiao herself, not her hair color. I'm too lazy to call you out on that... So, you still haven't answered. Why the change in style today?"

"

Just kidding~ Yu Zhe knows that Yu Che, as the older sister, really likes Zi Xiao. She has a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

Yu Che put on his shoes, stood on the ground and hopped around a couple of times, then pinched the black part of his clothes and explained to Yu Zhe.

"I asked my mom last night, and in Kromer, black is the most representative color for mourning the deceased, so I asked Sister Lin Yin to prepare this outfit. The white one... is my favorite color, it's the color of my brother's hair. I wanted Aunt Xiaota to know my feelings. I, Su Yuche, dare to say I'm the person who likes Su Yuzhe the most in the whole world, and no one dares to say they're second!"

Is this some kind of declaration of determination?

"Hahaha, it shouldn't be that you dare to say you're second and nobody dares to say they're first!"

"No, no, no, I can only be number one—that's very important."

"Um..."

Looking at Yu Che's outfit again, Yu Zhe has a new feeling.

How does it feel?

—The more I look at it, the more I like it.

This is the real Yu Che. She shows respect to Aunt Xiao Ta, but also harbors her own selfish motives, which refer to her feelings for Yu Zhe.

Even if it's just to see Aunt Xiaota, this is the thing Yuche most wants to tell her.

No matter the occasion, Yu Che never hesitated to reveal her true feelings.

Yu Zhe, before you leave, you should change out of that suit you're wearing.

Go change back into your usual clothes before going to the hillside to pay your respects.

Mom is right, this suit is a bit too heavy.

There's no need for outward formality; with Yu Che and the others by our side, we can go together.

Yu Zhe thought that Aunt Xiao Ta would definitely be proud of him and Yu Che.

49. She will be at ease.

The slight chill in the air at the end of summer is a gift from the coastal tourist city of Klömer.

Large temperature differences can easily make people catch a cold, but the temperature difference brought by the sea breeze is very gentle. You can feel the chill of early autumn, but it won't make you feel irritable.

All I can do is lament the passage of time and the changing of the seasons.

Yu Zhe and his group arrived at the small hill before the sun had risen high in the sky.

That hillside, deeply rooted in Yang Qiuyun's memory, is filled with recollections and her youth.

Surrounded by mountains on all sides, with green grass covering the fields, a gentle breeze blows, making the surface of the water shimmer and reflect.

This hillside, about a mile square, was bought by Yang Qiuyun and Elisa, so it is quiet and peaceful.

The grass was deep enough to cover the soles of my shoes.

Yang Qiuyun walked at the front, holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums in her hands. With a gentle gaze, she held them up with both hands and placed them steadily in front of the spotless tombstone.

Yu Zhe led everyone to stay a little further away.

It would be better if Mom greeted Aunt Xiaota first, and then everyone else went to offer their greetings, so as not to disturb that beautiful soul.

A gentle breeze ruffled her black hair. Zixiao pressed her hair down with one hand and took two steps forward to stand next to Yuzhe. (Monthly fee group 694936135)

She looked straight ahead and said softly.

"Brother... Aunt Xiaota's grave is not quite what I imagined."

"I guess you're imagining a sturdy tombstone, the kind with flowers on all four sides?"

"Hmm... but perhaps this way is more suitable for her destiny...?"

“Definitely.” Yu Zhe let the breeze ruffle his silver hair, ignoring it. “Everything…has its place. Didn’t Mom say that Aunt Xiaota longed for nature when she was sick? Now…she has fulfilled her dream.”

"Um..."

Yu Zhe gently put his arm around Zi Xiao's waist, letting her lean against him for support.

She could sense the atmosphere here, which made her somewhat sad. This girl... even before the memorial service had begun, her eyes were already brimming with tears.

Looking out over this vast field, Aunt Carlotta's grave is not as conspicuous as one might imagine.

There were no stone steps, no flowers, and no poignant epitaph.

Yu Zhe's gaze returned to Yang Qiuyun's back as she squatted there offering flowers.

In front of her was only a small mound that barely reached her ankles, with a pretty but unremarkable stone securing the back of the mound.

In front of the mound, there was only a black, shiny stone tombstone, less than knee-high.

Compared to some commercial cemeteries, the scale of this cemetery can only be described as rudimentary.

But as Yu Zhe said, simplicity also has its own meaning.

Yun'er walked to the other side of Yu Zhe and gently grasped Yu Zhe's left hand fingers.

"Auntie Xiaota, she was never rich, money meant nothing to her. This kind of ending... is probably what she wanted."

"Yun'er..."

Yun'er held Yu Zhe's hand very tightly.